There was a victorious battle ahead, and the main palace of Nanyun City would inevitably raise a toast to celebrate.

Yelu Mingzhu and Hua Luoyu went to the eighth trench. Currently, the only people in the city lord's mansion were Ouyang Dongli, blacksmith Hu Ge, Yang Kaiyi, Nalan Yu and others.

Each of the few remaining trenches was equipped with the effective strength of the Southern Xinjiang army, but the rear area of ​​Nanyun City seemed a little empty.

Because Ouyang Dongli was there, Hua Luoyu took Yelu Mingzhu and Wang Ruyi to the front line with peace of mind.

She doesn't have to take action, but she has to watch Wang Ruyi and Yelu Mingzhu. This is also what the old monk said, because she is afraid that the South China Sea Army will send monks who transcend this world.

This is the plan of Ouyang Dongli and Hua Luoyu to nip problems in the bud, because Minghui is still on the way to southern Xinjiang.

After years of digging a big hole, it finally exploded, which made Nalan Yu feel very emotional.

After drinking a few more drinks with Yang Kaiyi, Ouyang Dongli and Ouyang Dongli were also happy about the battle ahead. Although the four of them were not drunk after drinking, they were helped into their respective small courtyards to rest by the guards of the City Lord's Mansion.

Ouyang Dongli looked at Nalan Yu and said, "Drunkness hurts the body, are you okay?"

Nalan Yu opened his eyes, looked at the small courtyard not far away and was silent for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Tonight is too late. This is a battlefield. I can't drink like this next time."

"You can't sleep to death after drinking tonight." Ouyang Dongli reminded Nalan Yu the moment he left.

Nalanyu waved his hand and said: "Senior, don't worry, these few glasses of wine won't make me drunk."

…

The spring rain came, and a rain and fog enveloped Nanyun City.

After closing the courtyard door, Nalanyu coughed lightly, saying that he didn't drink too much, but he didn't let him go tonight.

If the Imperial Guard were here, they would definitely be cursing him and even putting thirty placards in front of the army.

Although the enemy army was still separated by five trenches from Nanyun City, it was less than 200 miles away. According to Li Xiuyuan's military regulations, no one dared to drink at this time, otherwise they would be looking for death.

However, Nalanyu, as the general of the imperial city, equivalent to the commander-in-chief of southern Xinjiang, was drunk in the small courtyard at this time because of a small victory. This is unreasonable both emotionally and logically.

When Nalanyu returned to the yard, he thought about Ouyang Dongli's words and did not dare to sleep immediately. Instead, he washed himself with cold water and changed into a clean black shirt.

He began to lie under the eaves and vomited.

"Come on, we haven't had a few fights in this battle, but my drinking ability is getting worse and worse."

Nalan Yu, who was lying on the stone steps, said with some annoyance.

However, he didn't curse a few times when he heard slight footsteps outside the courtyard. Nalan Yu, who was vomiting to death, raised his head warily.

It was Haishi, and unless someone was attacking the city, no one would wake him up at this time.

So, half awake from the drunkenness, he quietly looked at the gate of the small courtyard.

He wanted to shout and wake up Ouyang Dongli, who was only two small courtyards away from him, but it wasn't until he wanted to shout that he realized that he was vomiting so much that he couldn't make a sound for a while.

"Nanyun City has been closed for half a year, who dares to come to trouble me at this time?"

Not only did he hear slight footsteps, he also heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed. This was someone coming to trouble him.

Before he could fully wake up, he saw the long sword slash across the wooden bolt of the courtyard door, and the heavy door slowly opened.

There was almost no sound of footsteps, and a masked man in black appeared at the courtyard gate.

The peach blossoms beside the wall of the small courtyard were in full bloom, and in the darkness outside the courtyard door there was a murderous aura mixed with the fragrance of flowers in the night wind, blowing towards the nalan rain outside the living room.

On such an auspicious and beautiful night, the visitor was wearing a black tights and a black silk scarf around his face, for fear that others would see through his identity.

Nalan Yu's sense of vigilance a moment ago was finally confirmed at this moment. The visitor had indeed been waiting for a long time and finally found a good opportunity to cause trouble for him.

The person who dared to assassinate the general of the imperial dynasty in Nanyun City was either a remnant of the empress back then or a chess piece of the Nanhai army buried in Nanyun City.

Quietly looking at the peach blossoms blooming quietly beside the courtyard wall, Nalanyu suddenly remembered the scene when the Imperial Master first arrived at Huamanlou that year and got drunk.

In his opinion, it was National Master Neng's unintentional words or his own drunkenness that touched Hua Tianxia's heart.

The peach blossoms are still there tonight, but here comes a killer who wants to kill him.

After a moment of silence, he looked at the visitor and asked, "I really want to know, are you from the Imperial City of the Five Realms? Or from Feixian Island in the South China Sea?"

The visitor was stunned. He didn't expect that Nalan Yu was not taking out his weapon at this time, but asked him where he came from?

After a moment of silence, the visitor said quietly: "Does it matter? Anyway, after tonight, you will be dead."

"I'm just a general."

Nalan Yu sighed and said: "Even if you kill me, it won't help. There are more generals in the dynasty, as well as marshals and national advisors. Can you kill them?"

This was the first time that Nalan Yu quietly observed everything in the small courtyard, although he had lived here for two years or more.

It wasn't until the danger came that he remembered whether he should climb over the courtyard wall and ask Ouyang Dongli for help when he was facing an enemy.

He smelled a dangerous aura from the stranger. He was a monk in the late stage of the Tribulation Realm, with a cultivation level two levels higher than his own.

Judging from his current ability, it is not enough to withstand the great monks who have reached two realms above him.

Not to mention that I just got drunk and haven't fully recovered yet.

The visitor smiled coldly and said, "If I kill one of you, one of you will be missing. It will still be of some use to the entire battle."

What the man in black couldn't figure out was why Nalan Yu clearly felt that someone was coming to kill him, but he didn't call for help with his companions, nor did he think of escaping over the wall.

Instead, he stood quietly outside the living room waiting for him. How could a guy whose cultivation was two levels lower than his own escape the assassination tonight?

After thinking for a while, the man in black showed a solemn expression and asked: "You have heard my footsteps a long time ago, why didn't you run away?"

Nalanyu was stunned and replied coldly: "This is my place, why should I run away?"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and found a long, gleaming knife in his hand.

The visitor said coldly: "Now that I'm here, am I still afraid of fighting with you?"

The man swung his long sword at an angle, and the sword suddenly made a low buzzing sound. Then the man in black turned into a black stream of light, cutting through the spring breeze in the night of the small courtyard, and slashed towards Nalan Yu.

In the night wind, Nalan Yu could clearly feel a stinging pain coming from his eyes, and he knew it was his opponent's sword energy.

But there was no expression on his face, only composure and calmness.

Seeing that his opponent's long sword was about to stab his chest, he stepped heavily on the bluestone floor and rolled towards the yard like lightning!

Dang Dang Dang!

The swords collided in the air, and countless petals were cut off by the swords and fell one after another.

Nalan Yu, who was under the eaves, jumped to the middle of the small courtyard in an instant, narrowly avoiding countless sword rays from his opponent. Then, relying on the rebound force of his opponent's attack, he turned into a stream of light and climbed up the courtyard wall.

The space in the small courtyard is too small, and fighting the opponent here will only lead to death.

The enemies who had already killed him would not let him escape, so another stream of light flew out of the courtyard wall in the night sky.

Nalan Yu had just passed the courtyard wall, and the sword energy behind him was already chasing him. With a groan, the long knife in his hand turned over and slashed towards the man in black!

When he learned that the man in black in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than him, he knew that tonight was probably the most terrifying night in his life.

His own strength is not enough to fight against the peerless experts who are two levels higher than him, but he has no way out. If he blindly escapes, he will only die in the end.

His momentum cannot be lost to his opponent's, this is his principle.

When he was still Nasanda, he summed up an experience in life and death struggles, that is, facing the enemy, you can only advance but not retreat. This is why he was called Nasanda.

So after he jumped out of the small courtyard, he never retreated.

When he comes to a wide place, he will trap and kill the enemy in his own way!

Just listen to the sound of "Dang"!

Nalan Yu, who was in the air, swung his sword and hit the fatal sword coming from behind. After the two exchanged moves in mid-air, they both fell to the ground and faced off from a distance.

When the sword met, there was a wound on his arm, but as a general, he was not afraid. He held the long sword tightly with both hands and stared coldly at the man in black who was only five feet away from him.

With just a quick move in the air, Nalan Yu confirmed that he was no match for the man in black.

He did not look at the wound on his arm, but quietly stared at the opponent not far away, thinking about how to escape alive from the sword of the man in black in the next moment.

The man in black didn't seem to be in a hurry and started playing a cat and mouse game with him.

…

That night, Hu Ge returned to a remote place where he was after drinking a few glasses of wine.

Because he has been forging iron for many years, he has developed the habit of having to do it when the time comes, and he does not want to disturb others, so he chose a secluded small courtyard with a casting platform in it.

He doesn't need to use the sword, he just enjoys making a few iron arrows from time to time.

Like Nalan Yu, the blacksmith who was already in the Tribulation Realm also encountered an ambush from the men in black tonight.

It seemed that he had already planned it, and the man in black who came to assassinate him happened to be two levels higher than him.

Hu Ge has a better drinking capacity than Nalan Yu, and he doesn't drink as much as Nalan Yu, so he feels much more sober.

The moment the man in black came in, he rushed out of the house alertly.

At this moment, a black shadow stood in front of Hu Ge, and the aura of the third level of Tribulation Realm burst out, holding a powerful spiritual sword in his hand.

"Monster!" Hu Ge said coldly. Years of blacksmithing had made him develop a fiery temper. Why would he care that his opponent was much better than him?

However, the moment he finished speaking, the man in black rushed forward without saying a word and started killing without saying a word.

I saw a sword energy cutting through the space, slashing towards Brother Hu. Just one sword energy blocked all directions, so he had to muster all his energy to slash out the spiritual sword in his hand!
To be continued...